


The terrible twos and the Miserable boos.

by Nachsie



Series: I'm NOT your boyfriend! [55]
Category: Supernatural
Genre: Alpha Castiel, Alpha Sam, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Family Shenanigans, Fluff and Angst, Hurt Dean Winchester, M/M, Mpreg, Omega Dean, Omega Dean Winchester, Omega Gabriel, Stalking, Trigger Warning: Verbal abuse/cruel backassward compliments, Trigger warning: Mention of being trigger for their eating disorder, Trigger warning: Mention of past eating disorders
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2016-07-14
Updated: 2016-07-14
Packaged: 2018-07-23 23:36:04
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Chapters: 1
Words: 4,137
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/7484376
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/Nachsie/pseuds/Nachsie
Summary: <blockquote class="userstuff">
              <p>The twins, and Claire are at a family reunion with grandma Mary leaving Dean, Castiel and Mason to enjoy their time in a almost empty house. However, their mini vacation isn't all that's cracked up to be when Dean runs into someone he never thought he would see again, and Mason learns a new word as he enters his terrible twos.</p><p> </p><p>Pregnancy: Five months and two weeks</p><p>  </p><p>AN//: Make sure you read the others, there are FIFTY FOUR of them, or you will be so terribly lost. ))</p>
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	The terrible twos and the Miserable boos.

**Author's Note:**

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Dean smiled softly kneeling down to Nina, as he fixed her clothes.

 

“You’re going to be good right?” Dean asked smiling at her.

 

“I will be for grandma and grandpa.” Nina spoke, as he pressed a kiss to her forehead, before turning to Nathaniel. 

 

“You got your epipen?” Dean asked him, Nathaniel nodded pushing up his glasses. “Good. If you need anything Nathaniel, you have your emergency cell phone. Your grandparents will be there as well as claire. If you feel a allergic reaction use it okay?” He nodded again, Dean pressed kisses to his forehead before standing. 

 

“Are you sure you don’t want to us to take Mason too?” Mary asked, as Dean shook his head no. 

 

“No, He will be a nightmare if you do. He will want me, and won’t stop crying till he sees me. If you are in another state, that might be hard.” Dean commented. “Tell Aunt Amara hi for me.” 

 

“I will.” Mary hugged him, before Dean ruffled claire’s hair who was listening to music on high blast, she made a face before taking out her headphones.

 

“Excited?” Dean commented. 

 

“I never actually been to Nevada.” Claire spoke. “I think it will be fun….” Dean smiled at her, he knew she was playing it cool, but she was actually excited to be part of a family event like a family reunion. Like normal families. 

 

“Have fun.” Dean commented, as she moved to hug him. 

 

“See you on the flip side.” Claire pulled back before hopping into the car followed by the twins. Dean waved and blew kisses to the kids, as they drove off, he wished Castiel was here to say goodbye to them, but he was working. Dean looked down at the stroller Mason was contently fast asleep in. Dean smiled lovingly leaning down, he touched his cheek lovingly. Mason scrunched his face at the touch, slowly stirring. 

 

_ Who the ever living hell disturbs my slumber? _

 

Mason rubbed his eyes, blinking tiredly, he focused on Dean. 

 

_ Oh, it’s you mum mum. Anyone else would have gotten a slap. _

 

Dean smiled at him pressing kisses to his sleepy face.

 

“Sorry buddy, if you sleep any longer, you won’t be able to sleep for nap time.” Dean stated, as Mason blinked trying to wake up. “Why don’t we get you some yum yums?”

 

_ I could go for some yum yums.  _

 

Dean stood taking the stroller, he walked towards their local mall. 

 

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Mason chewed on a giant pretzel, glanced around as Dean shopped, he was always a angel when it came to shopping with Dean. Especially when given food. Dean got compliments all the time how well behaved Mason was, and Dean had to admit compared to the twins when they were little. Mason was very well behaved. 

 

Dean eyed some new maternity clothes, placing them against himself, checking to see if this will do. He could hit himself for giving away his maternity clothes after mason was born, but castiel and him had decided not to have anymore children after Mason. However, their little princess was coming and Dean was only slightly prepared. Mason was still using his crib, and the baby changer and stuff. He needed to prepare the other room for their new arrival or at the very least move mason into the room across from it. 

 

Dean collected a few shirts and pants then a size bigger so he didn’t have to come back in a month. He eyed mason lovingly, cleaning some salt from his face when his eyes caught someone's watching them before looking back at Mason. Dean did a double take jumping in fear but there was no one there. Dean’s heart was racing as he held his heart. 

 

He swore he just saw the man...the one that had followed Dean to his hotel room. 

 

_ “See you soon, little red.” The man called as Dean turned the words...shook him to the bone. _

 

Dean shook his head obviously startled, as he grabbed the stroller, he moved to the checkout area. 

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Dean pushed Mason through the front door and into the house, as Castiel’s happy cheering sounded. Dean took Mason from the stroller, holding him on his hip carrying his maternity clothes in the other. 

 

“Hey babe!” Castiel spoke taking a sip of his beer sitting on the couch, as Dean leaned down placing a kiss on his lips before placing the bag on the counter before going to the kitchen. 

 

“Did you just get home?” Dean asked, as Castiel took another sip. 

 

“Yeah, Practice was brutal.” Castiel stated rubbing his leg. “I think I pulled something.”

 

“My poor baby.” Dean commented as he walked back over, he placed Mason on the couch next to him with some hand snacks. Which mason already started to help himself chewing on some carrots. Mason likes carrots since the nice chewing of it helped with his teething. Which Dean pressed a kiss to his head. “I’m going out for a bit.” 

 

“W-With Mason right?” Castiel choked out looking at fear at the toddler who was happily chewing on his carrots. 

 

“I sadly will not be taking him with me.” Dean slid on his new coat which fit way better. “I will be back in a few hours, don’t let him watch too much TV.” 

 

“W-Wait, Dean!” Castiel choked out in fear moving to follow him placing the remote next to mason. Mason blinking at the remote picking it up, looking at it curiously. “Dean wait, please don’t leave me with him... _ alone. _ ” Dean sighed softly, Castiel moving to touch Dean’s belly.

 

“Castiel I’m only going to be gone for a hour tops.” Dean sighed.

 

“Yeah, but he hates me.” Castiel whined.

 

Mason hit the tv channel button and it went onto a talk show, he blinked at the show watching as a man spoke.

 

**“You my fellow people need to learn one simple word, a word that will help you better from being taken advantage of. We need this word to be strong. We need this word to keep what is ours and give us the strength to say no. This word?”** The man on the tv said as Mason’s eyes wide opened at the very interesting word.

 

“You know, we are having another baby.” Dean spoke. 

 

“I know.” Castiel smiled. “She’s perfect.”

 

“What if she isn’t? What if she pulls your hair and hits you?” Dean asked. “Will you not love her then?”

 

“...Of course I would.” Castiel scoffed at the words, hurt by them.

 

“Then why are you scared to spend time with your son?” Dean laughed softly.

 

“...You’re right.” Castiel sighed in defeat, as Dean kissed him. 

 

“You two be good.” Dean spoke as Castiel moved to hug him nuzzling against him. 

 

“And where will you be, my love?” Castiel asked. 

 

“I’m just going to one of my yearly meetings.” Dean stated which Castiel paused, Dean normally continued to go to his meetings to keep from repressing back into his eating disorder habits. He use to have to go almost every day when he was pregnant with the twins. Now however, he was at a point in his life he went only twice a year. Dean went once near the beginning of the year and went once at the end of the year. 

 

“I’m sorry my love, I didn’t mean to keep you.” Castiel spoke. He was so blessed for this group, he got the love of his life back because of the support of these people. 

 

“It’s alright, I’m going a little early to get parking. The church is near huge apartment complex with little parking so they all park there. So if I don’t go before four there won’t be parking.” Dean confessed as Castiel pressed a kiss to his lips. 

 

“Have a good time.” Castiel spoke as Dean nodded, pressing another loving kiss to his mate's lips before Dean left out the door holding his belly with love. Castiel watched him go, Dean was so beautiful, sometimes he forget he wasn’t staring at a painting or a work of art. That this beautiful man...he...was his. Castiel hummed with pride, as he closed the door turning back to the living room he walked back. “Alright mason, it’s just me and you.” 

 

Castiel moved to sit next to him, as Mason held the remote. 

 

“Why don’t I put on some elmo buddy, I’m sure you don’t want to watch this.” Castiel chuckled watching as an audience on tv chanted one word over and over. Castiel grabbed onto the remote when mason yelled.

 

“MINE!” Mason held the remote tightly. Uh oh. Castiel glanced back to the tv show.

  
  


**“MY MONEY IS?” The man yelled.**

 

**“MINE!” The audience yelled back.**

  
  


**“MY HOME IS?” The man yelled.**

 

**“MINE!” The audience yelled back.**

  
  


**“MY LIFE IS?” The man yelled.**

 

**“MINE!” The audience yelled back.**

  
  
  


“M-Mason.” Castiel choked out reaching for it again.

 

“MINE!” Mason yelled back gripping onto the remote tighter, smacking Castiel. 

 

Big fucking uh oh. 

 

“Welp. I’m in trouble now.” Castiel let out a nervous laughter, as Mason glared at Castiel. “You just entered a phase your mum mum  _ REALLY  _ hates and it’s partially my fault for teaching you it…” Castiel pulled up his phone. “One way flights to anywhere….” Castiel typed in, as Mason snatched the phone gripping it. 

 

“MINE!” Mason screamed, as Castiel turned buried his face into a pillow and laid there screaming muffled into the pillow, till mason stole that too. “MINE!”

 

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Dean walked towards the church, which held their daily meetings, Dean rubbed his belly as he walked. She was active, his growing baby little girl. She was starting to move all the time now, just letting her mum mum know she was there. His little baby girl. Her movements were so much different from all his other pregnancies. 

 

Nina was active enough for both her and Nathaniel. Her movements were like a rocket going off. Castiel use to tease they were wrestling, and Dean was always concerned for Nathaniel with nina buzzing around in there. Dean was surprise when Nathaniel didn’t come out with a black eye and a broken nose. 

 

Mason was him mostly pressing ligaments against dean's skin for long periods of time. Dean would be helping the kids with something then suddenly Dean’s stomach was oddly shaped because Mason pressed his butt against Dean’s stomach. Mason always wanted to moon everyone. Dean would be rubbing his belly and suddenly- Ah. There’s his butt. 

 

This one though, her movements were….softly. Like gentle caresses, and butterfly kisses. Dean could feel her so lovingly. Her movements there then gone. Like a shooting star or a wish. Sometimes she would give strong kicks, and Dean would smile at the feeling. He was...so blessed for her. So glad they have decided to have one more. He couldn’t imagine a world without her, even though she was hardly in it.

 

“Hey Dean.” A homeless man named Jonas, who came here for shelter every night at the church.  Always sat out on the steps and drank till all the events were over then he would find a bed in the church and sleep his hangover off. 

 

“Hey.” Dean laughed as the man eyed his growing belly. 

 

“Again?” Jonas laughed, taking a drink. “You hump like rabbits I swear. Going to make it to fourteen?” 

 

“Nope, Last one.” Dean laughed walking in.

 

“That’s what you said about the last one.” The man retorted. Dean shook his head laughing. “See you next pregnancy.” 

 

“Then I guess I’ll never see you again.” Dean teased.

 

“Hurtful.” The man commented.

 

“Bye Jonas.” Dean spoke walking down the hall, into the room. There was some familiar faces, who also stayed with the group despite overcoming their eating disorders, most were newer. Most almost as thin as rulers, Some extremely large. Dean took a seat next to Sully, who was working through his emotional eating. 

 

“Hey big papa.” Sully beamed as Dean rubbed his belly with a sigh.

 

“Hey Little guy.” Dean spoke as sully beamed, he loved the nickname, it was a good reminder of his goals of being a healthy weight. “How is your progress going?” 

 

“I lost ten pounds.” Sully breathed. “Granted I technically lost twenty pounds but gained it back over the holidays.”

 

“It’s a process.” Dean confessed. 

 

“Yeah, I know. It’s a little disappointing though.” Sully shrugged.

 

“It will get better and easier.” Dean stated taking his hand squeezing it. 

 

“Thanks Dean.” Sully commented. 

 

“Alright, since there is no new faces, group let’s begin.” the priest ushered the others to be seated, the priest slid on his reading glasses and opened the planner. “So last week we started on the topic-” 

 

“Sorry I’m late!” A woman walked in placing her stuff down, taking a seat. Dean’s smile fell at the sight of the woman. “There was no parking.” 

 

“Did you register at the front desk?” The priest asked. 

 

“Oh no. I didn’t have time, I was so worried about being late.” The woman laughed. 

 

“Well after we are done, sign in at front.” The priest spoke. “Why don’t you introduce yourself then take a seat.”

 

“My name is Ambriel.” The woman smiled. “I’m obviously a mother.” Ambriel rubbed her thin belly, just perfectly small and round. Gorgeous body, one of those women who you wouldn’t notice was pregnant from behind. Dean was always envious of a body like that. “I’m five and a half months, and I’m proud to say I’m at a healthy weight of hundred pounds. My doctor says that anything bigger than that would be too sickly for five months.”

 

Dean listened to her words, pausing as he rubbed his own stomach. He...was nowhere near that weight, he was a lot closer to two hundred and ten. Dean could feel his daughter soft butterfly kisses movements, comfortingly rubbing her. 

 

“But I’m hoping to keep from overeating, since I have been so good at maintaining my weight and figure.” Ambriel smiled before sitting down. Dean could only look down at his feet, feeling his own insecurities bubbling up at the surface.

  
  
  


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Dean walked out of the church, feeling as though he was in highschool again, the pressures of wanting to have the perfect toned body. To want to be beautiful. He wanted to go home, He wanted to curl into his mate and he really wanted to cry.

 

“Dean Winchester?” Ambriel laughed innocently, as Dean tensed. “I thought that was you!” Dean turned with a fake smile. “You...look great.” She spoke as though she didn’t believe her words. 

 

“I-I’m pregnant.” Dean explained, why did he feel the need to?

 

“Oh, really? That’s wonderful.” Ambriel rubbed her small belly. “Eight months or nine?” 

 

“....Five and a half.” Dean choked out as Ambriel looked embarrassed. 

 

“I-I am so sorry.” Ambriel choked out as well. 

 

“It’s fine.” Dean breathed.

 

“I-I mean that would have been my third choice!” Ambriel cringed. “Dean, I’m sorry.” 

 

“It’s really fine.” Dean waved a hand. It wasn’t.

 

“So....we started off on a bad foot.” Ambriel started. “Let’s start over. So...are you mated?”

 

“Yeah.” Dean choked out, not wanting her to know. Why? Because he was still hurt by Castiel and her dating?

 

“Do I know them?” Ambriel asked nicely. She was pregnant, Dean. She wasn’t a threat anymore. This wasn’t highschool.

 

“Y-Yeah. I’m still mated to Castiel.” Dean spoke, as Ambriel seemed confused by that.

 

“...hm.” Ambriel stated. 

 

“What’s hm?” Dean asked.

 

“Nothing. It’s just that-” Ambriel shook her head as honking made her turn. “That’s my ride. I should go.” Ambriel walked past Dean who stood frozen at her words. What was she going to say? “We should have lunch sometime!” Ambriel spoke as she got into the car, and they drove away. Dean felt his body shaking, as he felt the horrible urge to hurl, moving to the garbage. He found himself hurling inside unable to control himself.

 

“Dean?” Sully asked with worry, as Dean shook his head. 

 

“Just...morning sickness.” Dean gave a soft smile.

 

“Are you sure you can drive?” Sully asked.

 

“Y-Yeah. I’m just tired and I want to get home.” Dean nodded as he moved away from the garbage to head to his car, just wanting to be home. 

 

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Dean held hamburger, as he chewed on it, he wanted to throw up. He wanted to barf up all the fat he accumulated from all his pregnancies. He couldn’t remember ever looking as buff as Castiel was, or as good as Castiel does. Castiel was voted hottest man of the year in three different magazines. Dean wasn’t going to succumb to his insecurities. He has worked too hard. When he wanted to throw up, he would go to the best fast food place in the area and buy everything he liked. Then just chow down. Way better than the alternative. He was a bit saddened that he had to resort to that though, he hasn’t done it in years. 

 

Dean finished one burger sitting in the driveway, building up the courage to go inside as he wiped his tears he wasn’t sure why he was shedding. For the fact he felt like caving into his disorder? Because Ambriel caused those feeling to resurface?

 

Dean wiped his greasy hands then the last of his tears as he grabbed the food, moving inside. Dean got through the front door as screaming erupted the first second Dean entered the house.

 

“MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!” Mason screamed, as he knocked a vase over screaming. The cat was covered in flour, the living room was trashed and Castiel was hiding behind the couch. His eyes locked onto Dean, who’s eyes narrowed at Castiel. 

 

BUSTED.

 

“...I got no explanation or lie to get me out of this.” Castiel laughed nervously, as Mason pushed over side table.

 

“MINE!” Mason screamed, when Dean moved to him. Mason didn’t notice Dean was home till it was too late. “MI-” Dean kneeled down grabbing his shoulders. 

 

“No. That isn’t yours. All this? Is mine!” Dean spoke very coldly and angrily. “Do you understand me? Not yours. Mine. You just broke all my things and hurt mum mum’s feelings.” 

 

_ I didn’t mean to do that.  _ Tears started up in Mason’s eyes.

 

“Does that make you feel good? Hurting mum mum by breaking all mum mum’s things?” Dean asked, he never had to speak in his punishing voice to Mason before, and he might have been kinder if he wasn’t already upset, but then again...he hated the terrible twos phase.

 

“No.” Mason started to whimper, holding his hands out to Dean who stood refusing to pick him up, for maybe the first time in his life. “Mum mum up, mum mum.”

 

“No.” Dean stated, as Castiel started to stand, Dean walked into the kitchen. Mason was making a loud cry, sobbing as he followed after his mum mum.

 

“Mum mum, up!” Mason sobbed. “Mum mum mum mum.”

 

“No, you were bad. Mum mum doesn’t pick up bad boys.” Dean opened the fridge as Mason cried harder plopping onto his butt next to Dean, he pulled at his pants for attention. “What do you want for dinner?” 

 

Castiel jumped when he realized dean was talking to him. 

 

“Spaghetti?” Castiel gave a nervous laugh, as Dean closed the fridge giving him an annoyed look. “I’m just going to clean all this.” Castiel choked out at Dean’s pissed face, as Dean walked towards the stove, as Mason got up and followed after him plopping down and crying again. 

 

Dean ignored his crying child, as he cooked. Mason getting up and following Dean as he walked around the kitchen. Completely heartbroken that the person that loved more than anything was ignoring him. When Dean was nearly done with the meal, he stood stirring the pasta sauce. Mason now calm and laying next to him, laying his head softly on Dean’s foot. He still cried, but silently now, just sucking on his thumb. 

 

Castiel grabbed the plates, holding them as Dean filled the adult’s plates, Castiel looked down with guilt. 

 

“...How was your meeting?” Castiel asked softly as Dean shook his head. 

 

“...It wasn’t good. I got..triggered.” Dean confessed as Castiel looked concerned. 

 

“Do you want to talk about it?” Castiel ask, touching his shoulder.

 

“I’m fine. I got triggered and I overcame it.” Dean breathed, but Castiel continued to look at him. “I’m fine, really.”

 

“I trust you, I’m really proud of you.” Castiel spoke pressing a kiss to his lips, walking away with the food. Dean let out a loving sigh, he could tell Castiel wasn’t worried, this was how they worked. They trusted each other. Castiel trusted him to talk to him when he was triggered and Dean always kept his promise.

 

Dean sighed softly, a smile on his face before looking down at his little one. He turned off the burners before kneeling down to the small child. Mason’s eyes moved to him, looking up at him as he sucked his thumb. 

 

“Hey little turtle dove.” Dean slid a finger over his cheek as Mason blinked at him, tears still slid every so often off his cheek. “...Have you learned your lesson?” Mason nodded sitting up slightly. “What do you say?”

 

“Swoowy.” Mason sniffed, as Dean smiled softly scooping him up, Mason moved to instantly nuzzle into his mum mum’s embrace. Dean nuzzled affectionately back against his baby, moving to take a seat at the table with Castiel. Castiel pulling out the chair for Dean, which Dean sat Mason in his lap. 

 

“What do you say to daddy cas?” Dean asked.

 

“Swoowy, no mum mum.” Mason sniffed again, as Castiel pressed a kiss to his cheek.

 

“I forgive you.” Castiel ruffled his hair, Mason nuzzled into arms, Dean started to feed him off his own plate. Sharing bites together, he focused on feeding the toddler who sat happily in Dean’s arms, allowing Dean to feed him while he enjoyed the attention. When they were finish, Castiel collected the plates. “That was delicious, honey.” Castiel placed some loving kisses to Dean’s lips as Dean smiled. 

 

“Well it’s your favorite.” Dean hummed, cradling the sleepy child in his arms. 

 

“Which is why I always want it.” Castiel chuckled, as his phone started to ring. Dean picked it up from the table reading the caller id. 

 

“It’s gabe.” Dean spoke holding out the phone to Castiel, as Castiel moved to it answering it. 

 

“Hey gabe. You hungry? I can bring you over some left overs.” Castiel chuckled into the phone.

 

“Cas?” Gabriel whispered, his voice scared and full of fear. 

 

“Gabe what’s wrong?” Castiel asked concerned.

“I-I think there’s someone in my backyard.” Gabriel whispered his eyes full of tears. “The back porch lights keep going off and Sam’s not home-”

 

“I’ll be there in a moment, stay inside and lock the doors.” Castiel moved grabbing his keys. Dean stood, holding the sleepy toddler in his arms. 

 

“What’s going on?” Dean asked worried as he held mason. 

 

“Just stay here and lock the door.” Castiel kissed him. “Gabriel’s home alone and Gabriel said he thinks there is someone in your backyard. Put on the alarm when I leave, I’ll call you to turn it off when I get back.” 

 

“You’re not going out there alone.” Dean insisted, but Castiel shook his head. 

 

“You’ll be safer here, I don’t want you, or our babies in danger.” Castiel grabbed his coat. 

 

“...Alright, just...be safe.” Dean spoke as Castiel kissed him one more time before heading out the door. He waited to hear Castiel’s car start, before he set the alarm. Dean let out a breath watching the light of headlights leave from the door before kissing mason’s head and turning around. “Why don’t we go lay down for a nap, with the ringer on loud.” 

 

Mason yawned tiredly nuzzling into Dean’s neck as Dean walked towards the hallway. He turned off the kitchen lights, climbing up the stairs towards their bedroom. Turning the lights off as he went, the quiet house without his children inside it. He was going to call them tonight, but it was too late now to call. 

 

Dean walked down the hall that held everyone’s bedrooms. Walking to the last bedrooms down the hall that held Dean’s, Mason’s and their future daughter’s bedroom. Moving into his bedroom, he turned off the hall light. 

 

Pausing slightly, he never was one to fear the dark, but...maybe with all the stuff that’s been happening lately….He couldn’t help but to fear what may be in it.  

 

Allowing Mason to sleep in the bed with him instead of in his own tonight, Dean turned closing the door, Missing the man in the red robe who stood in the darkness of Mason’s bedroom, watching Dean from behind a blood covered wolf mask.  
  


**Author's Note:**

> Hey guys, so I obviously make the title story art pictures for fun. But I really like visually bringing the story to life with the pictures. I really hope you guys like them too because I spend a good couple hours on them. Ha ha. 
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> So I wanted to just talk about why you haven't seem Ambriel in one yet. That's because she or her actress have like NO photos. Ha ha. Most of her movies she plays a teenager so lockers and stuff are in the background. Which doesn't work will with the plot of the story and the story art. 
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> So...with that being said I might start using another Asian actress for the photos, who has a variety of photos I can work with. No one cares most likely, but I just wanted to let you guys know that you might see an unfamiliar face in the story art and that's suppose to be her. It's just hard to avoid her the closer we get to the end of her story line. 
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> Yeah, you guys might not care but I didn't want anyone confused! :)
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